[Hook] moon rise, keep them hands low black light, let the face show drain spin, but i stay close skin thin, but it won't fold moon rise, keep them hands low mask loose, let the breath go tide pull, but i don't go still here, still down low [Verse - Xposed] Moving the emotional weight, the bags wrapped tight Trying to act right, but I'm screamin into the black light Feeling like the tank is empty Keep digging, seeing what's left within me Reflection holding the knife But who's really the enemy Flip a metaphor Mind got me doubting like I'm Thomas The mic started stuttering, the moment I got honest Living life slow Ducking between the commas Stick and move, caught me a body once Even the vultures started circling the audiunce Down in the underground, murder the beat in a sound spree I ain’t built different, different got rebuilt around me Unlocking all of my powers, I feel the hour upon thee Its alarming Resound the sounding, the carving is marching Poke around the mound, the starlings are barking reach into the pocket, but lost it Feel the heart starving, they turned off the fawcett Wish I could see wit young eyes Wish my demons got breaks, and clocked out at sunrise Wish one day I could become wise Moonrise over these lies All tides thin but been wide, its been a nice ride Hard to get moving wit all the starts and stops The ashtray look exhausted from carrying my thoughts Been inside, but now I want outta the box Winning side, im just lost, add up the cost Circle round the drain but never slip within It slips in, barley fit in, my own skin [Hook] moon rise, keep them hands low black light, let the face show drain spin, but i stay close skin thin, but it won't fold moon rise, keep them hands low mask loose, let the breath go tide pull, but i don't go still here, still down low [Verse - Unscene] came out the box with the tape still stuck to my ribs you named the drain, i know the route that it gives blacklight on the wall finding oil in the print i don't play villain, i watch what the costume did mask on the sink, water running past the lips face in the basin, but the angle never fits you said the knife looked back, i believe that i seen my own hand flinch and still reach back cost in the pocket, receipt got soaked thought i paid it off, but the ink still spoke every little start got a stop in the throat every little want got a knot in the rope i been low where the tide keeps receipts ankles in the pull while the moon tracks me blacklight ain't mercy, it just shows what it sees naming the stain so it stops naming me i can match that pace, but i won't borrow the glare you got smoke in the verse, i got salt in the light you got bodies in the booth, i got breth held tight two ways to survive when the room won't act right wait. let the beat step back, let the faucet click let the face come through when the mask won't sit if the skin don't fit, i don't force the fit if the drain wants names, it can learn this heel on the porcelain, pulse in the wrist moon on the water like a bruise i missed not built different, built from refusing to quit mask in the sink, now the voice gets stripped [Drop Down] i kept my hands low so nobody saw them shake i kept my face still so nobody asked my name blacklight on the wall showed the shape i couldn't fake if the moon comes up again i'll meet it wide awake [Outro] moon rise, hands low mask loose, breath slow still here, down low still here, down low
